First Chapter, First Paragraph, August 21, 2018

This week I’m featuring a book that I have had my eye on since it was featured as a BOTM selection back in February. I was hesitant to pick it as my selection so I ultimately passed on it, but I kept it in the back of my mind. Over the months I kept seeing it and was still interested – but not enough to want to purchase it. So when I saw it available at my library I figured it was as good a time as any to give it a shot.

There are two kinds of people in the world, those who leave home, and those who don’t. I’m a proud member of the first category. My wife, Celestial, used to say that I’m a country boy at the core, but I never cared for that designation. For one, I’m not from the country per se. Eloe, Louisiana, is a small town. When you hear “country,” you think raising crops, baling hay, and milking cows. Never in my life have I picked a single cotton ball, although my daddy did. I have never touched a horse, goat, or pig, nor have I any desire to. Celestial used to laugh, clarifying that she’s not saying I’m a farmer, just country. She is from Atlanta, and there was a case to be made that she is country, too. But let her tell it, she’s a “southern woman,” not to be confused with a “southern belle.” For some reason”Georgia peach” is all right with her, and it’s all right with me, so there you have it.

For me the intro was wordy, but interesting. I sure do hope you come back next week to see my review on this one!